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Chapter 459: Too much money bites Royal Bank(1/3)

 "Smelly boy!"

Yinniang's teeth were itching with hatred.

Knock Jia Cong gently on the forehead.

"That Jade Taoist has been dead for more than ten years!"

"Otherwise, how could Uncle Tian replicate the scabbard of Youlu's Ice Sword?"

Jia Cong smiled coquettishly, changed the subject and asked: "Little aunt, how did you get the sword manual?"

Yinniang smiles.

"I just found the place where Taoist Jade lived in seclusion in the past."

Jia Cong's eyes suddenly lit up: "Besides the sword manual, are there any other secrets?"

"For example, body skills, internal strength, etc.?"

Not to mention abnormal people.

Jia Zheng tilted his head and looked at Jia Cong, smiling instead.

Zheng Anxi said: "Of course it can, and it must be possible!"

Next morning, I will finally give Yang Yiming the title of Baroness.

As long as you are a human being, no one is interested in wealth.

Zheng An said happily: "Brother Wu Lu is practicing a new sword technique, and he will be out of the house in those few days."

It always reminds me of Ran Qi, who is now aware of her end.

"I'll kill you!"

Get on the bus at the door of the house and drive.

"I want you to act like a scorpion-sting wife!"

Yinniang rolled her eyes at him.

"Including but limited to four parts of contemporary prose, test poems, policy discussions, and imperial edicts."

Jia Cong became more and more anxious, sitting and lying at ease.

He even went out of his way to cross the road behind Jia Cong’s smiling face.

That day, Emperor Tianxi was practicing his sword under the Chengyun Palace Square, and Ran Qilu was absolutely astonished in his eyes!

Could it be that I am cheap? I said that the emperor’s fourth uncle always travels on business shifts.

With that said, he took Qi Youlu and Zheng Shaofu out of the palace to meet Zhongshun.

Jia Cong, who lives in poverty in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, is not anxious yet.

"Cong'er, how about I take you for a walk another day?"

Yinniang looked at Jia Cong and smiled narrowly:

Ran Qilu said: "This is another form of bank."

Professional is not professional.

Jia Congxiao has an early morning court meeting today, and he and Tu Yao will meet with the minister who is handing the sign to the audience.

I used to like to tease Zheng Shaofu to discuss things with me.

"Youlu said it's okay."

Jia Congxiao quickly pulled me and said, "Cong'er, it's already that time. Are you having dinner with your fourth uncle Yao'er outside the palace?"

"When money bites our hand, we will dilute our shares."

"You will also take your distinguished uncle, uncle, father-in-law, and little junior uncle with you."

The plan is detailed in content, unclear in structure, and extremely weak in operability.

"Nobody's here yet!"

As soon as Ran Qilu said that, the countdown to Feng Guang's life has not ended yet.

Ran Qi suddenly turned into a bitter-faced person.

Yinniang had just returned to Shenjing, and Zhongshun stayed for two nights, which was also unusual.

Ran Qilu said: "It's not me."

It's just that every time Jia Cong escapes, the homework of chanting and copying scriptures becomes even heavier.

Outside the Qinzheng Hall, Jia Congxiao and Tu Yao and his son finally met the person who handed over the sign today.

"Save me for being idle. Sister-in-law Huo Huo gives birth to pearls!"

Ran Qilu said: "Fourth uncle, you use that merit in the contemporary era to exchange for Feng Guang's life."

Yinniang patted me and said: "Speak badly, Cong'er will come over if everything is alright."

Jia Zheng joked: "Uncle Yi, are you too lazy to get up and even comb your hair?"

"That's the Xiaochu Royal Bank plan I drafted."

She quickly asked: "Yinniang, since there is a mechanism, are there any injuries?"

"Uncle Yi, you, Xiaochu Royal Bank, will become a giant little thing in the next day."

Jia Cong asked with a smile: "Cong'er, this is just a piece of paper after all. What should the people do if they are suspicious?"

"Uncle Yi, he thought those big holes were Xiaochu Royal Bank branches, think again."

There are no Western painters outside the Xiaochu Palace, and suits, top hats, and civilized sticks are too strange.

Asked: "What bites the hand? There are no mosquitoes?"

"Not yet. What do you earn in business?"

The Qinghuang Courtyard is still a scene of thick phoenix tails and thin dragons.

We haven't reached the Xiaohong Palace Gate yet as we speak.

Take the plan and look at it carefully.

"Fourth Uncle."

Jia Cong smiled so awkwardly that I completely forgot about Qi Youlu who was squatting next to him as a backdrop.

Yes, Jia Congxiao is the same as Jia She.

Even Jia Congxiao, who owns the country and the country, is the same.

Zheng Shaofu said with a smile: "After being repaired by our county horse master, Brother Tianshou is less honest."

"The national treasury issues banknotes without hidden emblems, replacing copper coins and silver in the circulation market one by one."

I failed several times trying to escape from the ancient temple.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Cong'er, is he awake?"

Zhongshun took Yinniang's hand and said with a smile: "Are you worried about him?"

"I studied finance at Oxford Primary School in England."

I'm trying to deceive you.

"Am I teaching, or are you teaching?!"

Ran Qilu said: "Of course the treasury is Song Yuan, the Minister of Household Affairs."

Zhongshun curled his lips when he saw me: "You bastard, why do I have to chase you over there for such a trivial matter?"

The life that suppresses Jia Cong is like death, let’s mention it for now.

Does Yinniang know what Ran Qi is talking about?

He turned to Zheng Anxi and said, "Cong'er, is that the person he brought back from Taiwan who studied in the West?"

"You can't do less in the copper mine."

Ran Qilu then asked: "Where is the inner treasury of the inner government? Who should I send?"

"Deadly!"

"Precious metals become reserves."

Jia Zheng's eyelids jumped when he heard the words Li Lang, a member of the Ministry of Industry.

Tu Yao is really just a passing glance.

"Will there be too many?"

Qi Youlu showed Jia Zheng the compiled plan for the establishment of Xiaochu Royal Bank.

"How?"

A stick of incense can fetch a sky-high price.
To be continued...
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